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Mar 2010
Her head a cloak of messy stars
Held high amongst the loveless
Queen of the tortured
Ring in your dead horses
Yesterday burnt edges of lace and pearls
Drape death’s bone structure upon your face
Happiness; a vow you gave on your living days
Sugar-covered strawberries; promises lost
The death gallop with a wave of her hand
Blink the good fight tear my pearls
No longer hungry eat my words
A vortex you’ve fallen into dead bride
A final shower of bones and velvet
You’ve waited so long to reach the bottom
Laugh at the darkness
Long ago the same charade
Except blood was pumping
Honey, stop scraping your knees
Stop crying
The light will be at the bottom as long as you’ve had a memorable time getting there
Written by
Alyssa Spungen
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